There is a story and it goes like this. There is a tower of brick and stone, raised up like a mountain. Its peak puts holes in the bottoms of clouds. A princess sits by the window at the top, and she ... [+]
William R.D. Wood writes science fiction and horror from a small town in Virginia's beautiful Shenandoah Valley. "Three Hundred Kilometers" is in Short Circuit #12, Short Édition's quarterly review
The wind outside was a constant howl, but the sun would be up in a few hours. Days were calmer, typically. He'd have to climb out of the train tunnel and replace the antenna again if the weather got worse. Switching from a solid dish to mesh had been a good move. The mesh ones allowed some of the air to pass through and lasted almost twice as long. Still, he was up on the surface two or three times a week replacing motor mounts, cleaning receivers, or tack welding some piece of structure. You did what you had to. If he could just connect with the orbital lab one more time, he'd be done. One m